On My Way Abby Jasmine (Ft. Xanman)

[Chorus: Abby Jasmine]
I feel like I'm too real
I'm too solid for a bitch nigga, rich nigga
Why would I need one when I'm rich, nigga?
Me and the mula have good conversation
I got the pack, you can send your location
And I'll be on my way, on my way
Ándale, ándale
And I'll be on my way, on my way (On my way)
No delay, no delay

[Verse 1: Abby Jasmine]
You never been in a fast car, I peeped it
Still in the trap with my feet up smoking reefer to the ceiling
Don't be with bitches for leisure, I need five bands for the meeting
She tryna roll all my weed up, say, "You can't smoke for the free," yeah
Then I told her, "I could be your plug, if you need it, I guarantee it"
I don't fuck with no prescription, but got it if you been fiendin'
I don't fuck with anybody, I just be minding my business
Serve 'em in the lobby and go back to counting figures

[Pre-Chorus: Abby Jasmine]
I'm on my way to the bucks
Can't pay my bills with no love
Young nigga came from the dust
Watch what you say, we pull up